You were given the authority to tame beasts, not to raise unspeakable animals.

"Chen Mo, Mental Power Attribute: Chaos. Note: Unknown and extremely unstable. Rating: F-."

On the podium.

The Awakening Mentor stared at the test stone in his hand, his eyebrows almost furrowed into a knot.

He casually tossed the flimsy report card onto the corner of the table.

The movement was so slow and gentle, as if it were discarding a tissue that had been used to wipe one's nose.

His tone didn't even bother to include any regret, only a businesslike indifference.

"Next."

The laughter from the audience erupted instantly, like a drop of water splashed into boiling oil.

"He really is a good-for-nothing. Who said that was a hidden attribute? Chaos? To put it bluntly, his brain is just full of mush!"

"F-rank? With that kind of mental strength, even a slime on the street wouldn't even look at him. Our Beast Taming Department at Linjiang No. 1 High School has completely disgraced itself."

Chen Mo stood in the center of the aperture.

Her eyelids were slightly lowered.

Amidst the overwhelming ridicule, he stood like a clay bodhisattva in deep meditation.

Those around him, seeing his appearance, assumed he had been terrified.

In fact, he was perfectly lucid.

He had been in this world where everyone tames beasts for three whole years, and he had fantasized about this moment countless times.

But the system didn't appear, and the cheat code didn't activate.

Fate simply threw a judgment at him, one that was shrouded in chaos.

it's here.

Light element means expensive, dragon element represents supreme power, and only the orderly elemental power is the true orthodox.

Chaos signifies a mixture and disorder of spiritual energy.

That is a deadly poison that all spirit beasts avoid at all costs.

Once a contract is forcibly formed, the beast tamer will only go insane.

Chen Mo turned around and descended the steps.

I just walked to the first row.

A leg jutted out, domineeringly blocking the way.

Gao Hao leaned back in his chair.

That's a typical superior's attitude.

As the only son of a real estate tycoon in Linjiang City, he has just awakened his A-level fire affinity.

A young Fire Dragon was already waiting for him, arranged by the family.

"Chen, you genius," Gao Hao tilted his head, his gaze lingering on him with amusement, "Don't be discouraged. Although you'll never become a Beast Tamer in your life, you could consider joining the poop-scooping team to shine. I've heard that the excrement of high-level dragon beasts is highly radioactive, and they need your chaotic physique to withstand the pressure."

The followers around him laughed so hard they almost coughed up their lungs.

Chen Mo stopped.

His gaze lingered on the foot blocking his way for a second before he looked up.

"Get out of the way."

His voice was dry and hoarse, without a trace of anger.

It was chillingly cold.

Gao Hao was stunned.

The smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression of anger and embarrassment.

How dare someone destined to rot at the bottom of society look at him like that?

He was about to slam his fist on the table and stand up.

The instructor on the podium impatiently tapped the table with his knuckles.

"Chen Mo! Stop dawdling in the exam room! Also, the Academic Affairs Office just issued a notice that, given your special attributes, the ordinary training base has rejected your application. If you want to graduate, you can only try your luck at the South City Waste Beast Processing Plant. It's full of unwanted deformed species there; maybe... some blind monster will take a liking to you."

The laughter from the audience grew even louder, almost lifting the roof off.

Chengnan Processing Plant?

That was the mass grave of the Beast Taming Realm.

A wolf with a broken leg, a tiger without teeth, and a pig that grew three heads after a failed mutation.

They were all left there to die.

Chen Mo didn't say anything more, and didn't even glance at Gao Hao again.

He sidestepped the obstacle and headed straight for the gate.

The laughter behind him crashed against his back like a tidal wave.

His right hand, tucked into his pocket, was clenched tightly, the sweat on his palm soaking through the fabric, and his knuckles ached slightly from the excessive force.

……

South of the city, a waste animal processing plant.

The sky was covered with thick, leaden clouds.

The stench of decay and rust in the air assaulted my nostrils.

It's dark and damp here, and even the sun is reluctant to shine on this abandoned land.

"Are you the student with the Chaos attribute?"

The old gatekeeper, dressed in a greasy military overcoat, looked Chen Mo up and down with his cloudy old eyes.

That gaze was as if looking at a dead person who hadn't yet breathed their last.

"Go inside. The cages in section C are all clearance items that were just delivered today. Be careful, don't get bitten to death, or no one will compensate you."

Chen Mo nodded and pushed open the creaking, rusty iron door.

The moment you step inside.

Various strange and mournful roars filled the eardrums.

In the iron cage on the left, an ape covered in fleshy growths is frantically banging against the bars.

right.

A two-headed snake, with only half its body remaining, twisted and coiled in the shadows.

Their eyes were cloudy and swollen, emanating a nauseating, manic aura.

If an ordinary person stood here, they would feel dizzy within a minute.

That's the mutated radiation eroding our mental defenses.

Strangely, Chen Mo did not feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, he felt the air here was very welcoming.

It was an indescribable sense of belonging, like a wanderer returning home.

He followed this intuition and went deeper.

The deeper we went, the more we went.

Until the surrounding cages disappeared.

All that remained was a specially made black water tank covered with yellow talismans that read "Extremely Dangerous Mental Pollution."

This water tank became a forbidden zone for life.

Within a five-meter radius, not even a fly can be seen.

Chen Mo stopped in his tracks.

He heard a sound.

It wasn't a roar, it wasn't a howl.

Instead, it was a sticky whisper, like bubbles bursting in a swamp.

"Hungry...hungry..."

The sound didn't pass through his eardrums, but exploded directly deep in his mind.

It carries a chilling quality from ancient times, yet also reveals a strange naivety and longing.

As if by some strange twist of fate.

Chen Mo reached out and peeled off the talisman paper from the mouth of the jar.

A soft hissing sound.

The deathly silence in the black water tank was instantly shattered.

A thick, black substance exploded up like boiling asphalt!

It was an existence that could not be described by common sense.

It has no fixed shape.

The surface was covered with countless pustules of varying sizes.

Each time a boil bursts open, it reveals a wildly darting eyeball.

Beneath that clump of slime, countless tiny tentacles were wriggling erratically.

It possesses a bizarre beauty that is enough to shatter one's reason.

If it were anyone else, seeing this scene would probably cause them to have a mental breakdown and foam at the mouth.

But in Chen Mo's eyes...

[Ding! High concentration of Abyssal aura detected. Ancient Encyclopedia System activated!]

[The All-Knowing Eye, a special innate ability, has been activated.]

[Mental threshold locked: Infinite.]

In that instant, the world changed.

The originally repulsive black slime suddenly appeared to him through a soft-focus filter.

Those countless darting eyes looked like a group of frightened kittens cautiously surveying their surroundings.

Those writhing tentacles were no longer deadly weapons, but instead exuded a pitiful air, as if they wanted a hug.

A line of golden data appeared above the head of that indescribable thing.

[Race: Great Old One - Cthulhu (Childhood/Sealed State)]

[Potential: Mythical Level (Unique)]

[Status: Extremely hungry, currently acting cute]

[Current mood: I want to eat this human in front of me, or be adopted by him]

"The Old Ones...the Dominators?"

Chen Mo's breath caught in his throat at that moment.

For someone who has traveled through time, these words carry immense weight.

In this low-level martial arts world where dragons still spew water and giant apes move bricks.

The Great Old Ones are gods who completely dominate from a lower dimension!

The black slime seemed to sense that Chen Mo hadn't screamed and fled like the others, and hesitated for a moment.

It tentatively extended a wet, cold tentacle that was dripping with green slime.

He slowly moved closer to Chen Mo's cheek.

A small opening appeared at the tip of the tentacle, revealing fine, white fangs.

It's testing the waters.

The moment this person shows even the slightest fear, it will devour him completely.

Chen Mo did not dodge.

He stared at the tip of the tentacle, which was enough to terrify an ordinary beast tamer, but the thought that popped into his head was utterly absurd.

This thing looks kind of bouncy and chewy.

He raised his hand and grabbed the tentacle, gently squeezing it with his fingertips.

"It feels nice, cool to the touch, like jelly."

The black slime froze completely.

Its hundreds of eyes widened simultaneously, filled with shock and bewilderment.

Tens of thousands of years.

No, ever since it was sealed in this low-dimensional world, no creature has ever dared to touch its divine body!

Is this human petting it?

"Little one, doesn't nobody want you?"

Chen Mo smiled; it was a genuine smile of affection.

His fingers skillfully scratched the soft flesh at the base of the tentacle.

"Come with me, I'll provide meals from now on."

The black slime trembled violently.

That wasn't anger, but a kind of joy that came from the depths of the soul.

That special cat-petting technique was actually a form of mental soothing unique to Chen Mo's chaotic attributes.

It was so comfortable that hundreds of its eyes narrowed into slits.

[Ding! The Great Old One Cthulhu (juvenile form) has sensed your kindness and extremely comfortable massage. Contract willingness: 100%.]

Is there a contract?

"contract!"

Chen Mo didn't hesitate for even half a second.

A bright light shone from the palm.

But this light was not the usual holy gold, but a deep, dark purple glow!

The viscous liquid in the black water tank instantly boiled, turning into a stream of light that entered Chen Mo's brow.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, an unbreakable bond had been formed.

"Waaah... I'm so hungry... I need food..."

The childish babbling echoed in my mind.

Chen Mo looked down at the newly emerged black octopus totem on the back of his hand, a smile he had never shown before spreading across his eyes.

Just then.

The gate to the abandoned animal factory was kicked open violently, and the iron gate slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

"Hey, isn't this our genius Chen?"

Gao Hao's irritating voice pierced through the exhaust fumes.

He was followed by several followers, and beside him stood a fiery dragon, its body engulfed in flames and standing at least two meters tall.

The scorching dragon breath instantly swept across the entire area, causing the caged beasts in the surrounding cages to cower in fear in the corners.

Gao Hao walked in, covering his nose with a look of disgust, and glanced at Chen Mo.

"I heard from the teacher that you really came to collect trash? How was it? What treasures did you find? A dog with a broken leg, or a featherless chicken? Show them to me and broaden my horizons!"

Chen Mo turned around.

With his back to the dark corner behind him, a faint smile played on his face.

"We did find a little guy."

He patted the backpack behind him.

In the backpack.

Having just finished eating his fingers and still feeling unsatisfied, Little Black sensed the arrogant aura of the stupid dragon outside.

Its hundreds of eyes opened at the same time.

What shone deep in his eyes was a pure greed for the snacks he had just seen.